Panier of Plenty

To Nature

To Nature

It may indeed be phantasy, when I
Essay to draw from all created things
Deep, heartfelt, inward joy that closely clings ;
And trace in leaves and flowers that round me lie
Lessons of love and earnest piety.
So let it be ; and if the wide world rings
In mock of this belief, it brings
Nor fear, nor grief, nor vain perplexity.
So will I build my altar in the fields,
And the blue sky my fretted dome shall be,
And the sweet fragrance that the wild flower yields
Shall be the incense I will yield to Thee,
Thee only God ! and thou shalt not despise
Even me, the priest of this poor sacrifice.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1634-1693).

Wild pink rose – églantier

Last year I was away at this time so I have been following the changes
in our environment with great interest, astounded by the abundance of
flowers that surround us. I don’t know all their names, but I am
recording as many as I can, as they often vanish as quickly as they
appear. The wild orchids last little more than a day and others only
open as the sun reaches its zenith. Each side of the road has a different
selection, as does the forest, and some even alter colour as they age –
from yellow to flame orange, before they fade.

Wild forget-me-not, or ‘ne m’oubliez pas’

Ancolie, in the forest

Identified as ‘ancolie commune’

On a forest path, at altitude

Very tiny, appeared in the grass

By the mountain road

Partly open

Appeared at the end of May

Blue clusters by the road

Amongst the grass, end of May




Everywhere in early May

Lining the road, mid May

Side view

Climbing violet flowers, like a sweet pea

New arrival, early June

Bell shaped flowers

Wild sweet pea

Lilac flowers, roadside


A pink version

A single flower, by the road

Miniature pink flower

Cluster by the road

Hidden amongst the grass

Growing from the stone steps and wall

Spreading over rocks

Pale pink star cluster, by road

End of May, miniature stars

Close up

Aupépine monogyne, or hawthorn

Tiny wild bulbs, like onions

About to open

Céphalanthère – wild orchid

Appearing everywhere

Roadside, long stalks with flower clusters

Tall stems, growing in long grass

Side view

Ciste de Montpellier

Ciste feuilles de laurier

Growing in the stone wall

Marguerite, or large daisy

In the grass

Growing by the road, in grass

Honeysuckle or chèvrefeuille, in forest

Dandelion bud


Side view

Growing in gravel, roadside

Also by the road, May

Genet, or broom

Bouton d’or, or buttercup

In the long grass, garden

Appeared mid May

Yellow cistes

Sunny side of road

Same size as clover

Changing colour

Coquelicot, or poppy

Red clover

This entry was published on June 2, 2012 at 3:57 pm. It’s filed under Environment, Forest, France, French Culture, Garden, Hiking, La Vie Quotidienne, Landscape, Languedoc Roussillon, Life, Lifestyle, Mediterranean, Nature, Philosophy, Photography, Poetry, Pyrénées, Randonnées, Seasons, Travel, Writing and tagged , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

One thought on “To Nature

  1. mesarapugs on said:

    A wonderful and so evocative poem to open! We want to come and walk in your springtime wonderland!! A most informative visual catalogue! I love the way all the purple/blue flowers burst out at the same time, as they do here. Thanks for sharing the magic! xx

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